:22:00
All aboard.
:22:02
Need the ketchup.
:22:03
I took it from him and ran.
:22:05
I scooted past
Tommy Mung's Dry Cleaners
:22:07
and Armand's Shoe Repair.
:22:09
The vendor gave chase.
:22:11
A wooden-handled,
pronged fork in one hand.
:22:13
All right.
:22:14
You gonna do it, do it.
:22:25
These things are heavier
than they look.
:22:28
Genius, these are the gas tanks
to keep the food hot.
:22:30
They're heavier than shit.
:22:32
Think we can push it,
the three of us?
:22:35
Push it where, huh?
:22:36
Couple of blocks.
:22:38
Be a nice surprise for the guy,
:22:40
when he comes back
from chasing Shakes,
:22:42
not to find his cart.
:23:01
The vendor tired
at 47th and 9th,
:23:04
I was on the other side
of the street.
:23:08
He was beat...
:23:09
But not beaten.
:23:11
He could go 10 minutes
more just on hate alone.
:23:13
Come on.
:23:15
Give it up.
:23:29
What's wrong, Mikey?
:23:31
Shakes is taking too long.
:23:33
He should have been back by now.
:23:35
He'll be fine. He's Shakes.
:23:39
You guys supposed
to take hot dogs, not the wagon.
:23:42
All right, now we know -
:23:43
- he's coming fast!
- He's coming?!
:23:45
I got a plan.
Come on, over by the subway.
:23:48
The plan, as it turned out,
:23:49
was as simple and as dumb
as anything we'd ever done.
:23:53
We were to hold the cart
:23:54
on the top edge
of the stairwell,
:23:56
leaning it downward,
and wait for the vendor.
:23:58
We were to let it go the second
he grabbed the handles.